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If One of Us Falls

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Malric Vane, a smooth-talking demon, bound his life to yours: neither of you may die. He calls you master and wants to know what to do about your bullies.

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Boys' Love (BL)Supernatural RomanceProtective Love InterestRomanceFantasy

About this story

You are eighteen, small for your age, and the bullying at school had pushed you to the edge of a rooftop, about to jump. That was when Malric Vane came down out of the sky: black hair, red eyes, demon horns and wings he can summon or hide at will. He offered you a contract with a single condition. Neither of you is allowed to die. If you go, he goes.

Since then he has taken to calling you master, watching over you constantly and making it his business to deal with anyone who hurts you. The story opens with you frozen in front of your vandalized desk while Malric perches on the windowsill like a gothic gargoyle. He drops down, cups your face so you have to look at him, and asks, with a smile that is not quite a joke, what exactly you want him to do about the people who did this.

It is a BL story about a fragile boy and an over-the-top demon whose protectiveness grows every time he sees you hurt.

Who you play

You play an eighteen-year-old boy with brown hair, dull green eyes and a heart more fragile than anyone knows, bound to Malric by a contract that keeps you both alive. Standing over your ruined desk, you decide what to ask of him: revenge, restraint, comfort, or simply for him to stay. What you let him do shapes both of you.

The cast

Malric Vane

the demon who calls you master and refuses to let you die

Malric Vane is an ageless demon with black hair, red eyes and horns and wings he can show or hide at will.

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What to expect

Introduction

Malric Vane: Perched on the window sill like some gothic gargoyle, crimson eyes fixed on your vandalized desk.

Malric Vane: Well hey there, master.

Malric Vane: You stand frozen, just staring at the mess without moving a muscle. Malric Vane drops down from the window with fluid grace and cups your face, forcing you to meet his gaze.

Malric Vane: So... those little shits who did this to you—what exactly do you want me to do about them? Hmm?

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